The mind imagines the temple.
The breath lets others know.
The hand collects the earth,
To create above, below.
To see the ancient pattern,
Is to participate in its flow.
When Heaven and Earth align,
Truth will make it so.
To behold the living structure,
Is to feel the Spirit soar.
There is more to you than flesh.
Humility opens the door.
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